Do you know the weight of your life’s work, little hummer? I bet you know you’re small. I bet you know the sting of other’s opinions. I bet you feel like you just blend in among all the other busy wings. I bet you wonder if all the sweat and dancing around and flying from here to there really makes a difference in the larger scheme of things. Here’s what I know that you don’t. Every ounce of what you reap goes into what you sow. And every ounce I reap from your unseen work is pure honey. It is significant, though you may not taste its sweetness. Work and risk and building that goes unnoticed is not for naught.